J. Bradley - Raped by brother

"Yes!" he croaked. "Wider and wider! It's stretching open, surrounding my cockhead! Ahhhhh, the rubbery muscle is nipping and squeezing! Ah! There it goes! Ohhhhh, shit, that's tight and slippery!"

He tossed his head around and moaned again and again. Carla gasped with heat and jerked her butt when his mushroom-shaped prickhead popped into the pulsing orifice.

Monica watched it all with indrawn breath. She couldn't believe she was actually seeing it happen. But there it was, right in front of her.

Her brother's prickhead had been resting at the circular mouth of her anus, and now it was out of sight, slipped into her butt hole. And the shaft was following, slowly and relentlessly.

"Ahhhh, more, more!" Carla cried. "Ohhhhh, I love big cocks up my asshole!"

"You're getting one right now, baby!" Whit moaned.

Monica's own anus quivered and clenched. Her pussy was running a stream again. She couldn't believe how hot she was. There'd never been a day like this one for her.

She'd had tingly days before – times when she'd felt her heart throb and her pussy tickle and her tit tips feel itchy. But never like this. Never a time of constant, throbbing heat.

She moaned quietly and thrust her hands back into her pants, getting into the feelings inside her. She didn't know how many times she could come. She didn't know if coming several times one right after the other was bad for you or not.

She was ready to find out. Her finger slid up and down her drenched slit again, tickling her throbbing, burning clit, playing with her succulent pussy mouth.

It still felt good. It still felt as if she could came again. But she watched her brother's prick fuck slowly and firmly up Carla's quivering asshole, and she began to wonder if there weren't another way for her to come besides tickling her clit again.

She swept one of her hands around inside her pants, cupping her asscheeks with it, feeling the different sensation of having her bottom tickled.

She stiffened a finger and ran it up and down her deep, shadowy cleft, letting the tip of it tease at her asshole. She nearly squeaked with sensation.

No wonder Carla was moaning and tossing all over the bed! It felt terrific!

"Ahhhhh, fuck it all the way up my butt, you big fucker!" Carla cried, her thighs shaking around his neck as she took his prick into her body and wriggled down around it. Her anal mouth sucked and pulled and gobbled at the shaft until it was all the way m.

"Oh, Christ! Christ!" Whit moaned. "So tight! So dark and clinging and tight!"

"Fuck it, lover – fuck it and come in it!"

Monica felt her nipples bum with heat. Her pussy mouth flapped against her fingers. Her anus pulsed and sucked at the tip pressed against it.

She pushed inward. There was a burning sensation that nearly made her gasp aloud. That was no good! That would hurt like hell!

Then she remembered how her brother had shot his wad against Carla's bared asshole and made it slippery. She didn't have a wad of sperm against her own tight mouth, but maybe pussy juice would do the job. It was slippery enough, that was for sure.

She reached under bet crotch and dabbled her fingertip in her cunt mouth, drawing slippery honey under her crotch to her asshole. She rimmed the rubbery little mouth again and again, moaning all the while because of the immense sensation it gave her.

She squatted slightly to make her job easier, and then she went to her knees, keeping her eye glued to the crack all the while, watching her brother fuck his hard, throbbing prick into the tiny hole.

"Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!" Carla cried, her head bobbling on her neck as she took Whit's thrusts. Her tits jiggled and shook, and she clapped one hand over them to squeeze tightly while she rubbed her pussy with the other one.

Whit looked down and watched her masturbate as his prick rode in and out of her round butt cheeks. His balls slapped up against her rump, spattering into all the juice that was flowing from her cunt and running down her crotch and around her prick-impaled asshole.

"Ohhhhh, Whit! You fucker!" Carla gasped. "I can't take much more! Ohhhhh, I'm going to come!"

"M-Me too!" Whit gasped.

He held her thighs around his neck. His knees began to sag and shake. He sucked in his breath again and again, and his prick made long wet strokes in and out of her shuddering asshole.

Monica felt herself approaching another orgasm too. It was just as if she were in there with them, being fucked up her own ass. Her butt cheeks clenched tightly around her hand, and only then did she become aware that her finger was shoved all the way up her virginal asshole to her palm!

"Ohhhhh, God!" she moaned quietly.

She made her finger wriggle in the depths of her ass. She shuddered all over, her hips shaking. She clamped her other hand over her pussy and rolled her straining, pulsing clit with her thumb, pushing in at her succulent cunt mouth with her fingertips.

She was getting it in both holes, now, nearly the same as Carla was, and her head went dizzy with passion. She watched the blonde swirl her fingers over her pussy mouth and then sup two fingers quickly into the silky hole was she lifted her ass and squeezed hard around Whit's throbbing shaft.

"Ahhhhh, I'm coming! Whit! Fuck me! Fuck it up me! Hot – squirt! Now! Come up my ass! Piss up my ass! Ahhhhgh, I don't care what you do up my ass! Make it hot and wet! Yaaaaaagh!"

She wrenched violently, looking as if she were frying to ram her whole fist up her open, spasming cunt. She tossed her head wildly and made funny sounds with her lips, sputtering and drooling.

Whit lunged against her upturned butt and drove his prick into her to the limit, his pubes crunching against her firm flesh. His balls jittered and pulsed, and his cheeks clenched tightly.

"Aaarrrrgh!" he growled tightly, letting his wad go.

"Ahhhhhh, hot! Spurting, spewing sperm! Wet and hot! I can feel it shooting into my ass! Ahhhhh, God, I love it!" Carla cried.

They made enough noise that Monica dared to open her mouth and let the squeal in the back of her throat tremble forward.

The orgasm hit her with shattering force. She whipped forward from the waist, clinging to her pussy and her asshole with each hand, squeezing and wriggling, and she banged her forehead against the stucco wall of the house.

It didn't make a sound, but the dizziness spinning through her mind increased, and the pain seemed to blend with the joy of orgasm and intensify it.

She felt something warm and watery spurt against her wrist and into her cupping palm as another wave of orgasm crunched through her body.

She leaned her forehead against the wall and let her butt and hips shake out their last. Her asshole squeezed and spasmed around her imbedded finger until the virginal mouth burned, and she had to slip the digit out before she started climbing up the side of the wall.

It was only when she moved her other hand from her flaming pussy that she realized what had happened down there. A rush of shame and lewd feelings washed through her. She'd come so hard she'd pissed!

That was the limit. She had to get away from there. She had to stop watching them. Next time, she'd probably load her pants!

She tried to stand. Her knees were too shaky. She looked through the crack and waited for her tingling, throbbing body to settle down. They weren't going to help it happen.

She saw her brother slide his red, throbbing prick from Carla's oiled asshole. He drew the shaft backward, and her sucking, tight anal mouth pulled outward, clinging to it as if totally unwilling to give it up.

The head came out with a loud failing pop. "Ha!" Whit cried. "Listen to your shameless asshole – how it doesn't want to give up my prick!"

He held his dick in his hand. It was slippery and shiny. Sperm drooled from the tip, stretching in a sagging string to her quivering anus.